Overgeared

The staff with a transparent blue color—the short staff that fit snugly in Euphemina's small hand was as beautiful as a piece of glasswork. Wouldn't it be popular as an accessory in the real world sooner or later? It had such an elegant appearance that it caught the heart of Euphemina, who liked pretty things.

There was one part that impressed Euphemina. It was the effects of the item.

[Tribute]

[Rating: Myth

Magic attack power: 8,990 Durability: 1,480/1,480

* Intelligence +1,000

* Double the maximum mana.

★ Perfect Memorial can be used up to two times.

★ Slightly increases the power of attack magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the power of the next magic will increase. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.

★ Slightly reduces the cooldown of defensive magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the cooldown of the next magic will reduce. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.

★ Slightly increase the duration of secondary magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the duration of the next magic will increase. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.]

Mana, black magic power, and divine power—these were the perfect item effects for Euphemina, who dealt with many types of resources. Considerable proficiency was required to maximize the effectiveness of the options, but even that felt like trust from Grid. Euphemina realized that Grid had always been watching her.

Grid's melting eyes that were often seen by Irene, Mercedes, Yura, Jishuka, and Basara automatically appeared in her mind.

'…You promised a long time ago not to do this.'

Euphemina shook her head and tapped her cheeks that were protruding like a hamster with her small hands. It was as if to shake off the blush that had appeared. Then her face, which she struggled to restore, soon turned red again. It was due to looking at the description under the item effects.

[A staff created by the Overgeared God Grid to honor the achievements of the great magician Euphemina.

He referred to Euphemina's performance and the advice of his apostle, Braham.]

This beautiful and powerful staff, which transformed to fit the user's intentions, was Grid and Braham's tribute to Euphemina.

"……"

Euphemina casually tried to use magic. The staff, which was as blue as her pure mana, seemed to glow. Then it changed into a form that stretched out light like taffy. The quality of the staff changed when she used magic with divine power as the medium. The same was true when using black magic power.

'I should pay more attention to the coordination.'

that covered all the colors of the staff that changed in real time. Euphemina was full of bright smiles as she had ordinary worries like a

gift courtesy of Grid and Braham—she got their 'tribute.' Today had become one of the happiest moments since

same time, Euphemina's opponent appeared

are the child who consumed the Fruit of Good

but her beauty remained unparalleled. Of course, Euphemina's beauty wasn't bad even when

make much of a

underwear boasted so many different functions that it seemed to have created the word 'overgeared.' It meant the size of the chest and pelvis could be adjusted as much as they wanted. In Euphemina's opinion, the difference between herself and the

about you… the angels trembled like they had seen a

maintained. "How can I, a grown lady, be small? Perhaps it is because a god's perspective is different from

if we have a different perspective from humans. Additionally, gods don't have the concept of age. So my impressions would be general ones… Hmm, are you misunderstanding that I am ridiculing you? I didn't

clear and beautiful melody. It made people feel like they were listening to a song while they were just having a conversation. It was because she was the Goddess

first place, the opponent was a god. The mysterious appearance illuminated by the halo made her feel awe. She took a step back on her own.

any

"Thank you."

especially loved artists. It was because she knew the pain of creation all too well. She easily resonated

will play you a melody in

effort. Her inspiration was gradually depleted and she was always in need of new inspiration. This was why Ciara learned martial arts from Zeratul. She succeeded in pioneering

survive, or to honor someone. The experience of vigorously using her body and embracing 'fighting spirit' provided a fresh stimulus for Ciara. At this moment, the music she expressed

took out the polearm and stabbed it into the ground. The sound made by Ciara's hand gestures with the thick spear, the sound of the blade cutting the wind, the roar of the stage shaking, etc.

felt it instinctively. If Ciara

in a big crisis. Every single melody would act as a

It was because Ciara slashed through the air with the polearm that was taller than her and caused turbulence. A huge wave tore

reflexes with secondary magic that was overlapped in

and gloomy. Is it a mourning

sounds different depending on the listener's mind or situation. You just have to accept it as

Ciara who responded kindly. In fact,

god who had been born just a while ago—Braham, the God of Magic and Wisdom, happened to be a demonkin. He was the son of one of the Three Evils of the Beginning, Beriache. The lineage of a demon became a god. It should've been impossible even if the myths and divinity of the gods were stolen. It was a miracle

that Zeratul contributed

great sin of making a demon a god—perhaps heaven right now was discussing how to

'In this situation…'

It was a staff that suddenly had demonic energy. It revealed the girl's essence. Good and evil that revised the laws of

commit the same mortal sin as Zeratul. The moment Euphemina defeated a god, she was likely to become a god, just like Braham. The group chanting Euphemina's name

'I must never lose.'

and played a song to mourn them, felt full of killing intent at this moment. It was the first time since she was born that she had the

it due to fear of being punished? No, she simply wanted to prevent the swarm of the 'evil gods.' It was a duty she took for granted

the polearm horizontally. Her long finger holding the spear blade tapped on it. In real time, she tapped it and generated sound waves. It

'Crazy.'

chance to fight back even with all types of secondary magic on her body. Ciara's offensive was so fast and powerful that there was no room to disperse her attention.

had ever fought. How did Kraugel, let alone the apostles, fight and win over these monsters? She was facing this great sense

cut a god—it wasn't just because his skills

of whether I can win or

someone who received Grid's 'tribute.' Euphemina thought of the 'Perfect Memorial' option attached to Tribute and attempted triple casting. Her mana was used to maintain the defense magic while she chanted different spells within her mind and

"……!"

down the defensive wall that Euphemina had built. It was because Euphemina's staff shone blue, black, and white at the same time. She

"It is like this."

voice echoed in Ciara's

The technique of cutting through with a huge polearm. It was more the concept

the technique perfectly. The blade of the polearm that fell quickly tore apart Euphemina's layered defense wall in an

tried to build a new barrier, but it was stopped. The polearm had already pierced Euphemina's

a dark background. It was magic that only manifested when mana, black magic power,